Lolita Nudes

Related article: Date: Sat, 05 May 2001 08:40:06 +0800 From:
"solark36yahoo.co.uk" Subject: 15 Hartford - Part 4Disclaimer: This
story is entirely fictional and not intended for minors or those
judged unable by law to read this material. Any resemblance to
actual people is purely coincidental and unintended.The author
reserves all rights to this work.15 HARTFORDThe story so far:
Michael has impressed Martin. He has shown his care and love for
the people around him, even Martin. Michael felt sorry for Martin
that he was alone for the weekend and asked him to have dinner with
his family. As Michael settled down for the night, he finds out
that his younger brother and sister are beginning their puberty and
the growing pains that go with it. Part 4 - The RejectionMartin had
to do his laundry in the morning. He needed to wash the sheets.
They had been stained the night before. He usually brought back his
clothes back home and washed them there, This weekend, he was in
the city and that upset the usual routine. In fact, for the next
two weekends, his routine was disrupted. He did not have a machine
in the flat and so he could not do it in the flat. He could not
notice the any laundry shops about. This was frustrating for
Martin.Because his mother had caught chicken pox, he could not
return home. Actually, this did not just upset his usual laundry
routine, it upset his whole routine. When Martin was at home, there
were things to do. Now that he was in the city, he was lost. He did
not know what to do. If this were not bad enough, Martin was
feeling guilty about the dream he had. Though he knew that it was
only a dream, he was guilty because he knew that he was beginning
to have some feelings for Michael. He could not place it. He
obviously cared for Michael. Michael was old enough to be his son!
Yet the dream the night before questioned his motives.The toast
popped out of the toaster, bringing Martin out of his thoughts. He
was brought back to the problem with what to do during the weekend.
Martin decided to make a list. At least, he would have a guide for
the next two weekends.-----Michael did not really want to go to the
school he had attended. He was afraid that he would not do well for
his exams and he would have to spend his time trying to explain
embarassing results to his teachers. Jimmy had left him and was
shot a week before his exams. He was depressed during the week and
had not studied. When the news that Jimmy had died was published,
he had already started exams. Though he did the best he could,
Michael knew that it was not what he was capable of. He did not
blame Jimmy. Things happened. He just did not wish to lie to his
teachers. No one actually knew about Jimmy and thought that Michael
would be an exemplary student.Michael knew that his mother would
expect him to go and get his results. He did not want to disappoint
her but he knew that his results would probably do so anyway. His
brother was still in bed. He thought about what happened the
previous night and his sister was probably talking to her right
now. He smiled. He should take his time and let the two ladies have
a good talk before appearing before them. He got up and got to the
bathroom. His mother had left the bedroom door open. He went to
close the door. As he was closing it, he saw his sister still in
slumber land. He sighed. He had better hint to his mother about
what happened the night before.After he had washed and dressed,
Michael went to the kitchen and was greeted with the smell of
coffee and eggs on the pan."Good morning, Mom.""Good morning. All
set to get your results?""I suppose so.""You don't sound too
enthusiastic.""I am afraid that I would not live up to the
teacher's expectations."His mother smiled. "You were up night after
night before the exams. I knew you worked hard. So whatever results
you receive, I know that it was your best. Don't worry. The
important thing is that you are happy with your results and you
know that you obtained what you worked for."Michael nodded. He was
afraid to tell her that the late nights in his room were not spent
on studying but on crying. He couldn't sleep, being depressed that
Jimmy had left him and had gotten himself shot."Mom, I need to tell
about what happened last night."His mother looked up in surprise.
"What happened last night. I thought the dinner went quite well.""I
mean after the dinner.""You mean about Charlene and the boys?""You
know?""Yes. I asked Charlene why she took so long to come to bed.
She told me about what she had asked Adam and what you had told
her. Sigh! They are growing up so fast. Soon, just like you,
they'll want to move out and leave me all alone.""Mom, you are too
melodramatic."Mrs. Watson chuckled, "I am, aren't I?"I'm worried
about them," Michael said seriously, "Adam is curious but I think
he is not ready to hear about those things. Charlene is mixing with
her friends and I am worried that she may decide to try what her
friends are doing?"Mrs. Watson looked at her son and remembered
Michael's time of discovery. "I remember how difficult it was when
you were at that age. I needed someone to talk to you and your
father was no longer around. I picked up my courage and said what I
needed to say. From the way you turned out, I think I did
okay."Michael smiled. He was careful but he did not know how his
mother would react if she found out that he was gay. "I supposed I
did okay. I have not slept with any girl and made her pregnant. In
fact, I have been very respectful of the girls I am friendly with,"
he said truthfully.His mother nodded her head. She scooped up the
eggs and put them on a plate. She got a cup of coffee and placed
the plate and coffee in front of Michael."Thanks Mom, your the
greatest. I suppose that you will keep up with Charlene? I have
spoken my peace to Adam but I won't be here all the time. If you
sense anything, you know my number, call.""Yes I will dear. Now
eat. I know you are nervous but you have to get to school and get
your results."Michael just nodded his head. He had his mouth full
of eggs and bread.-----Monday morning seemed like any other morning
to Martin except he was curious about Michael's results. He got to
work as normal. He did not soil his sheets, neither Saturday night,
nor Sunday. He was actually a little chippy that day. He got the
usual work orders and as he was assigning work, spotted Sally's
name and wondered how the proposal went. He was really curious but
felt that it was not his place to ask. As usual, he laid the work
orders Lolita Nudes on the benches according to his planned
schedule.He did not notice anything amiss until he came out of his
office just before lunch. He saw Michael cleaning one of the
computer Lolita Nudes
cases. He does not seem to be concentrating. Sally had to remind
him a few times regarding the corners that he had missed. Martin
feels concerned. When Michael was done, he called out, "Watson. Can
I see you for a moment?"Sally's eyes went big. She knew that Martin
had been watching, but she did not think that Michael warranted a
dressing down. She felt sorry fo the kid."What's wrong with you
Michael?" Martin asked when the door had been closed. Michael kept
quiet. "You look distracted. Continue like this and you are sure to
make a mistake."Michael remained quiet and Martin did not know what
to do. After a few moments, the lunch buzzer went.Martin noticed
that the workshop was unusually quiet. He got up and went to the
door. He opened it and saw some of the workers trying to listen to
the conversation inside."Have a heart, Mr. McBain. He's here for
just a few days," Sally said."Yes, Mr. McBain. He didn't do
anything wrong. He was a little slow, that's all," defended another
of the workers.Martin looked at them and said, "You know that I am
never unfair. However, listening to a private conversation between
Watson and myself is unbecoming of all of you. I am trying to
understand what is causing his sudden change in work efficiency. If
all of you don't mind, what he says may be confidential and if he
wants you to know he will tell you himself. Go to lunch."The
workers shrugged and went. They knew that Martin would not fire
anyone. In fact, strict as he was, he had never fired any one.
Usually, they could not take the strictness and resigned.Martin
closed the door and sat on his desk in front of Michael. "Are you
ready to explain now?"Martin was taken aback when Michael started
to cry. He did not know that he said anything to hurt Michael.
"What's wrong Michael?"Michael continued to sob and Martin decided
that it would be best if Michael let everything out before talking.
After a few moments, Michael felt a little better and looked at
Martin with tear-stained eyes. "Sorry, Mr. McBain. I was not
concentrating because I am now a little confused and do not know
what to do?""With the work?" Martin asked in surprise. He thought
Michael had caught the various elements of his work well the last
week."No," Michael could not help but smile weakly. When Martin was
in the office, his whole heart was there. "It's about my
future."Martin said, "Tell me.""When I got my results on Saturday,
my form mistress congratulated me. She had expected me to do a
little better, but they were great results all the same. I passed
every subject. She asked me what I intended to study next. I
replied that I had found a job and had to give up studies. She was
surprised. When I explained everything to her, she understood but
told me not to give up. She said she would try to see if I could
get some help. After consulting some other teachers and some files,
she told me that my grades were not good enough to apply for a
scholarship. She had said I could get a government grant, but I
would have to study whatever they wanted me to. I could not choose
the subjects I want. There were other options, but because my
grades were not high enough, my chances of getting them were slim.
I thanked her and left. I thought I had already made up my mind
about my studies but my teacher has left me in a confusion. I am
sorry, I will try to focus after lunch."Martin sighed and looked at
Michael. "I know you really want to continue your studies. I don't
think you can concentrate until you have accepted the fact that
your situation cannot allow you to study. Until you accept, you
will not be able to concentrate.""I know," Michael said. "I wish
that I could just give up this notion that I am going to study
again.""Even if you accept it now, I can see that you will be moody
for at least a few days.""Maybe I should ask for a few days off to
recover from this."Martin then had an idea, "I don't think you'll
ever recover from this. I suggest that you quit this job
..."Michael could not believe what Martin had just said, "What?!
You want me to quit, over a small distraction?""Calm down, Michael.
I have not finished. I would like you to continue studying. I will
be able to provide the means for your study.""Mr. McBain. You are
very kind. I cannot take your money. You have been saving that
money for your retirement and to look after your mother. I cannot
take that money from you.""Well, I was not going to give you the
money. I was thinking more on the lines of an interest-free loan.
You would have to pay me back when you start to earn with your
university degree."Michael was surprised. He did not realise how
kind Martin really was. He stood up Lolita Nudes
and gave Martin a hug.Martin was a little surprised by the hug. He
had not expected Michael to be so forward with his emotions. He
hugged back. When his hands made contact with Michael's back, he
felt the curves of Michael's muscles. He was enjoying the brief
contact with Michael. Without any permission, his dick began to
stiffen. That was when he realised what was happening and was very
embarassed. He wanted to push Michael back but it was too late.
Michael had also felt the hardness.Michael was actually confused
when he felt something hard at his abdomen. He had felt that kind
of hardness before: from Jimmy. He realised that Martin was gay.
Martin probably wanted something out of helping. Martin was
attracted to him! Now everything made sense. Why he was employed,
why he is offered this opportunity to study again. It was a nice
ploy. His wanting to study again would give his boss the perfect
excuse to Lolita Nudes demand sex from him. He had thought
Martin was a nice man.Michael pushed himself away and said angrily,
"Is this your way of getting something from me? Offer me a
interest-free loan and expect me to pay back in other ways?" There
were tears in his eyes once again."You pervert! You wanted me all
along. How could I have been so blind?"Martin tried to explain,
"You've got it all wrong. It's not what you think it is.""What's
not what I think it is? You think I don't know a hard dick when it
is pushing against my tummy. You think I don't know what kind of
person you are? You offer me money for my studies without interest.
I was stupid to think that there is such a thing. I was stupid to
think that there is really such a good person in this world. I was
stupid! My 'interest' is you having your way with me. How could I
be so blind?""Michael, please listen to me. You are blowing this
out of proportion.""Blowing this out of proportion? Blowing ... you
want a blow job is that it? You know what? I resign. I do not want
to be part of this workshop. You want to make me into your own
little boy prostitute? I won't give you that pleasure. I resign!
The last place I want to be is to be with you, you Dirty Old
Man!"Michael stormed out of the door and out of the complex. He was
in tears and in a rage. He just went straight out leaving Martin
with tears in his eyes, too. Martin felt helpless. He felt angry,
not with Michael, but with himself. He thought about what happened
to his dick a few moments ago. It had chosen to do something that
was totally out of line. Martin did not know what to do. He closed
his door and then sat down, tears slowly coming out of his
eyes.After lunch, Sally had knocked on Martin's door and asked him
where Michael was. Martin sat with his side to the door and had a
file in his hand. He asked Sally to come on in and talked to Sally
in that position."May I come in?""Yes. Come on in.""Mr. McBain.
Michael is not in the workshop, what happened to him?""Mr. Watson
claimed that he had some personal problems. You know, family and
things like that. I have given him time off to sort those
problems.""Oh. I thought he was a such a happy lad.""Sally, I am
not in a position to talk about Watson's problems. If that is
all?""Yes.""You need to get back to work.""Yes sir."Sally was
puzzled with the scene that went on in the office. Martin had never
looked away from his staff when they went into the room. He had
always put whatever he was doing down before engaging in
conversation with them. She guessed that the promotion must have
changed him.What Sally did not know was that Martin had been
crying. He was totally useless now. He was fortunate that he
Lolita Nudes had an office to hide his condition. He was
supposed to finish the report of the previous week's services and
inventory, but he was not able to do so.-----Michael had never been
so humiliated in his life. How did Martin know that he was gay? Why
did these things happen to him. The people who were good to him,
except his mother, were all dead. The ones who had seemed good had
ulterior motives. He was angry and sad at the same time. As he
reached his flat, he began to think about Jimmy. Why did Jimmy go?
If he had been arrested, they could still be able to be together
Lolita Nudes and then Jimmy would teach that M&M monster
a lesson. Jimmy was good in beating people up.Michael sat at the
kitchen table and wept. He did not know how to tell his mother that
he had quit his job. His mother had met M&M and he seemed like
a nice guy. How can a seemingly nice person turn into such a
monster overnight? It must have been his luck.As the thoughts were
Lolita Nudes passing quickly through his head, the thought
of how he had met Jimmy floated in. It was a good memory and
replaced the bad things that were going through his head
temporarily.Michael had just finished school and was walking home.
All of a sudden, from nowhere, a boy, not much older than he, ran
towards him and brushed against him. He dropped his file and books,
and the papers in the file came flying out. The guy mumbles sorry
and helped him to retrieve his papers. There Lolita Nudes
was one piece that ended on the road and the guy almost gets run
over trying to retrieve it."That was very kind of you. But you
shouldn't have to risk your life for that one piece of paper.""It
was my fault in the first place. Sorry ..." the guy suddenly
stopped talking and took off.He was still clutching the papers he
had retrieved.Michael frowned. He was about to call out to the guy
when he heard running behind him. He turned around to find seven or
eight men running. They ran past him and the last one stopped and
asked Michael, "Where did your friend go?"Michael retorted, "He was
no friend of mine. He just took off with some of my stuff."The man
had a raspy voice and said, "Where did he go?"Michael was starting
to be afraid, he had begun to realise that these were not your
everyday neighbourhood men. They were part of a gang. His mother
had warned him about joining gangs."I did not see but he headed the
same direction as your friends there."The man gave Michael a glare,
who promptly looked down. When he looked up again, the man was
gone. Michael cursed silently. He stuffed the rest of his papers
back in the file and began to walk back home. His route home took
him past a small park about five hundred yards from his house. He
was still a bit shaken from his brush with a gang. He stopped at
one of the park benches and sat down. He did not want his mother to
know what happened. If she saw his face, she would know."Hi,
again."Michael looked up to see the guy who had run away with his
papers."Here are your stuff. I don't think that I lost any of them.
Sorry about the guys, I owed them some money and they wanted it
back."Michael took a good look at the guy. He was quite
good-looking in a way. His dirty blond hair was short and he had
added gel to make it look a little spikey. He had brown eyes and
his two ears were pierced. He wore a black sleeveless shirt and
black cargo pants. Michael had known for a while that he liked guys
but he had hidden it well. He did not think anyone knew that he was
gay. This guy was definitely attractive."I thought you had decided
to keep my notes." Michael said showing a little irritation. He
took the pages from the guy and said, "You have to look where you
were going. You almost got killed trying to get one of the pages
off the road. You almost died for a piece of paper that was not
that important."The guy grinned. "I almost got killed when the guys
came after me. When I knocked down your books, I wanted to just go,
but when I saw your eyes, I couldn't.""What do you mean?""You've
got the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen."Michael stood up. He
was actually flattered but he did not want the guy to think that he
was a sissy. "What did you say? Are you gay or something, saying
such things to a guy?"The guy just grinned. "What if I am? What are
you going to do? You're going to punch me? You'll have to catch me
first!" The guy backed up a few steps.Michael could not believe
this guy. He was quick Lolita Nudes on his feet, and his mind and
tongue."So are you going to try to catch me or not?""I am not going
to waste my energy on you. I've got my papers back."The guy then
walked up close to Michael and said. "I don't care if you are going
to punch me. I am going to take my chances. You are a gorgeous guy.
I think I am falling for you. In fact, I want to kiss you right
now."Michael moved back in horror."Don't worry. I won't do it now.
I can see that you like me. Meet me tonight at the place we first
met at nine. If you don't come by half past nine, you'd have broken
my heart." Then he ran off.Michael just stared at the street,
looking at him disappear around a corner. He did not believe what
just went on. He knew it was risky to meet the guy, but he was also
drawn to him. All through dinner, Michael kept quiet."What's the
matter, Mike?" his mother had asked him."Nothing."Charlene looked
at her older brother and giggled. "Maybe he is in love."Adam looked
at his twin sister and then at Michael and then giggled too. "Yeah,
big brother is in love!"Michael frowned and his mother told the
twins to keep quiet. Michael gathered the plates and went into the
kitchen to wash them. His mother was behind him. She kept quiet but
Michael knew that she was concerned."Don't worry, mom. I've come
across a little problem which is nagging at me. You know how it is?
It seems little, but it bothers. Can I go out for a walk after
dinner to clear my mind so that I can see how to solve it?"His
mother smiled. "Of course you can. Just don't stay up too late.
Bring your keys because I have to go to work.""Yes mom."That night,
the walk took him to meet Jimmy. They sat at a dark corner talking.
Just talking. They learnt each other's names and they came out to
each other. It was there that Michael learnt that Jimmy was on
drugs. Against his better judgment, he decided to stick with him.
Jimmy was a casual user and was not really addicted. Michael only
came to know Jimmy's dealings with the syndicate after a year of
knowing him. Michael had found someone who was like him. Someone
who knew how he felt and the difficulties of a gay man in a
straight world. He had found his soul mate. How could he let him
go?Jimmy walked Michael home. Then in the darkness of the trees in
the park, when they were sure that no one could see them, they
kissed their first kiss. It was a simple peck but it was profound,
at least for both of them. A second kiss followed which brought
their hard dicks touching each other through their pants. Michael
broke off the kiss and said that he had to get home. Jimmy was
visibly Lolita Nudes
disappointed but cheered up when Michael suggested that they see
each other the following weekend. That was the weekend that Jimmy
found out how old Michael was when he wanted to fuck him.Michael
looked around the flat. It was the flat that Jimmy had left him. He
felt a tear rolling down his cheek. He may have to give up the flat
now that he had quit his job.He took out a few boxes and started to
pack some of the things that Jimmy and he had bought for the place.
He did it slowly because it was a difficult thing for him to do.
Each piece held a certain memory for him and he found him mind
wandering away as he took each piece.He had filled one box when he
heard a knock on the door.He looked through the hidden eyepiece
attached to the door. It was Martin. Michael's temper flared. "Now
what does this pervert want now?" he thought to himself. "If I
don't answer the door, he may think I am not here and then go
away."Martin was insistent. He knocked again and waited. Michael
kept very quiet. He moved to see if Martin had gone when there was
a pause. Martin was still there.Martin's knock became louder and he
began to call, "Michael, please open the door. I am sorry for this
afternoon." After about half a minute of silence, Martin's voice
was louder. "Please Michael, I know you are in there. I called your
home and you were not in. I saw your shadow under the door. Please
Michael let me in."Michael was furious. What kind of person is he?
How could he have the gall to call his mother's place. What kind of
lies did he tell his mother?"Michael, please, I am not going to go
until you talk to me."Michael slipped the chain onto the door and
opened the door slightly."Go, you pervert," he said softly afraid
that the neighbours could hear. "I told you I quit and I want
nothing to do with you anymore.""Michael, we need to talk. What
happened this afternoon was a misunderstanding," Martin pleaded."A
misunderstanding?" Michael's voice was getting louder. "I don't
call a hard object sticking from between your legs a
misunderstanding. What did you have in there? A gun?""Please
Michael, let me in and I will explain.""Let you in? You think I am
stupid. You are going to jump me and rape me. You had the gall to
call my mother's! What makes you think I don't know that you are
capable to attack me once I open the door.""Michael, please! I was
worried and concerned. I thought you had gone back home. I wanted
to know that you were safe. When you left, I was in a daze myself.
When I came to, I was afraid you might ...""You? Worried? Who do
you think I am? I may be only eighteen, but I think I am a little
smarter than that! Mr. McBain. Go home. Give up. I am not going to
become that cheap. I may want to study but I am not going to sell
my body for my studies. I still have some dignity left!""Michael.
It not it at all. Why can't you see that I am not after your body.
I cannot explain why my body reacted the way it did. I really care
about you.""I can tell you why your body reacted that way. It is
called lust. It is called curiosity in little boys, it is called
love in a newly wed couple and it is called a perversion when it
happens to a dirty old man like you."Martin started to sob. He had
never been so humiliated in his life. Yet he felt the need to stay
and try to set it right with Michael."So now you are crying to gain
sympathy. You are good, Mr. McBain. You are one smooth operator. I
am not going to fall for that. Give up. Go home. In fact, I think
you had it all planned, didn't you. You hired me so that I could
become your little sex toy."That last line stung. Martin took a
deep breath and said, "I will go home, Michael. I will go. But know
the truth. I did not hire you because of sex. I hired you because I
made a promise to your friend James Mitt." Martin shook his head
and turned towards the stairway. He felt that he had failed that
dead young man.-----to be continued.Author's note: Comments are
welcome, positive and negative. Thanks. solark36yahoo.co.uk
Related post: Lolita
Rape, Lolita Top
Sites, Kds
Preteen, Preteen
Nudist, Little Lolita
Bbs, Preteen
Model Pictures, Pthc Lolita
Pics, Underage
Lolitas, Preteen
Girl, Young Lolita
Porn, Lolita Toplist
Bbs, Nude Lolita
Toplist, Preteen
Sex, Preteen
Nude, Teen Lolita,
Nude Lolita Models,
Preteen Nude Art,
Preteen Sex Stories,
Lolita Pay Sites,
Lolitas Nymphet
Girls